God, I hope your hands are rough and calloused. I wouldn’t believe that you had created the heavens and the earth if your palms didn’t bear record of the dirt and the rain.
God, I hope your eyes are kind. I couldn’t worship you if you were cold.
God, I hope your arms are long. There are billions waiting for your embrace.
God, I hope you’ll sit us down and explain everything. I’ve still got some questions unanswered and I know that I’m not the only one.
God, I hope you know my name. I call out yours and I wonder if you call out mine.
– sincerely and honestly, Hotel Chelsea
bro the last line hits. snaps for this one
TRUST. HE knows your name Hotel Chelsea
I like this
OH MY what in the post!!!! this one made me actually cry it was so freaking good and the way you talked to God directly was so real and beautiful you always post the best things thank you for being so sincere in every post you make
the sincerity, the audacity, the simplicity, the title, omg the title, how it’s filled with both doubt and faith
Dang so different yet so similar. This is beautiful. I think a lot of people including me question this.